Wedding Morning Part 2(Groom's view)

Peter was patiently sitting in the lobby. It was quite quaint for a doctor's office, and even with it's tranquil nature it was still too idyllic for what it was. He had been feeling rather lethargic the last couple of weeks so Mary suggested he see his doctor. He had resisted at first thinking it was all just balderdash, but Mary was very persuasive. That was one of the things he liked most about her. She was his refuge, his solace. He met her at freshman orientation, the girl with rosy cheeks and a flower in her hair. At first the relationship was purely platonic, but it had developed into something so much more. He finally had something tangible to love. You see his parents kicked him out at sixteen, fed up with his incessant partying, drinking, bad grades, and run-ins with the law. If it wasn't for his Aunt Grace who took him in and straightened him out he'd be nowhere. His parents still wouldn't speak to him. For a long time he'd send them letters, but after about sixty letters had been sent back with "return to sender" marked on them he just gave up. So Aunt Grace was the only family he had left, that was until he met Mary. Being with Mary was like coming home. One time they were sitting on the sofa watching Friday Night Lights, her head was on his shoulder and his arm was wrapped around her. And suddenly he had an epiphany! She was the girl he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. So he asked her to marry him and she said yes. And here he was nine months later, day of his wedding waiting in the doctor's office. There came Dr.Foreman calling him back for his appointment. He got up and walked to where he held open the door, not knowing why he had such a bad feeling. After all it couldn't be anything serious.